This Home Is Like
Piece Of Driftwood [bad word] s Cease
At The Brink Of Wave
And Though Our Heart's Are Tired
We Still Swim Towards Shore

And It's Time For You
To Choose
Sink Or Swim?

I Choose To Swim

As I wear This Anchor Around My Neck
It's Dragging Me Down
To The Depths

And This Is Our
Final Attempt At Escape
And We're Not Going Down Without a Fight

There Is No Savior
There Is No Saving Us

And As We Sink
To The Bottom Of The Ocean Floor
At Least We Have All We Lived For